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Maya's palms were sweating so much she could barely grip her phone. Standing outside the high school gym, watching Marcus — the absolute fox of the junior class — laughing with his...
The pool party was everything I usually avoided — too many bodies, too much skin, everyone performing for everyone else. But Layla was going to be there, and apparently sixteen-yea...
Maya's reflection stared back from the black mirror of her iphone, cracked screen splintering her face into jagged pieces. Four hundred and twelve unread messages. Mom asking where...
Maya hovered at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The water glittered with deceptive invitation, but her stomach twisted in knots. This was it—the last wee...
Leo's hair refused to cooperate, frizzing outward like he'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket. The baseball cap didn't help—it mashed down the front while the back exploded into...
Maya pulled the black beanie down over her ears, checking her reflection in the bathroom mirror. The hat was new—a premature birthday gift from her cousin, bold against her usual i...
The chlorine hit my nose before I even stepped onto the deck. Jordan's pool party — the social event of the summer, and I'd been stressing about it for literal weeks. "Yo, Maya! F...
The papaya sat untouched on the bench, its bright orange flesh mocking me. Mom had packed it like I was still twelve, not a sixteen-year-old trying to survive her first padel tourn...
Maya's golden retriever, Buster, stared at her with those big dopey eyes while she tried to reason out why Jeremy—the senior with the perfect smile and better haircut—had actually ...
Leo pulled his dad's old trucker **hat** lower on his forehead, trying to look chill. But his hands were shaking, and everyone at Maya's pool party could probably tell. The **water...
The goldfish was probably dead. That was Maya's first thought when she spotted it in a Solo cup on Tyler's kitchen counter, swimming in what looked like tap water and regret. "You...
Maya stared at the invitation like it was a bomb.POOL PARTY AT TYLER'S — BRING YOUR SUIT. Yeah, right. She hadn't been swimming since seventh grade, when someone asked why she alwa...